My husband frequently accuses me of going on in a conversation and mentioning someone's name and he has no idea who I am talking about. Never mind that I just told him that I met her the night before at a social gathering or girls night out. He swears he has no idea who I am talking about. So now, when talking about someone, I will say, "Sharon, the new woman in my moms group I met last night..." and he can no longer accuse me of something that was really his fault to start with because he wasn't paying attention.
BUT if I do actually do this, I totally know where I get it. My mom does this to me frequently. For example, she called me today to arrange a pick up time for my kids since they are visiting with my parents this weekend. Then she says, "Well, Earl died so I won't be able to come to get them until after the funeral." All I am thinking is "???????" Who the heck is Earl? It finally dawns on me this is the husband of a dear friend of my mom's. However, I have not seen Earl in 20 years probably and I have not seen his wife in 15. They live in Arizona for the most part of the year. If she had just said his last name, I wouldn't have to drum up all kinds of crazy images of someone named Earl before I finally recall who she is talking about.
A few weeks ago, she sent an invite to many of our family members for a gathering at her house in August. Odd that she was sending it so early, so I knew something was up or it was just her passive-aggressive way to make sure everyone had it on their calendars and had no good excuse, in her opinion, for not attending. Then when I saw her after she sent the invite she said, "Alex is getting married the weekend before." Again, I am thinking "??????" I finally just looked at her and said, "Who is Alex?" She sighed and got all flustered and responded "Doug's daughter, ALEX." Well, I realize many people would recognize the name of their own cousin, but in my defense, my mom is one of eight kids. I have a gzillion cousins and, being one of the oldest, many of them were born long after I moved out and moved on with my adult life, so I really have no relationship with them. I barely have a relationship with some of my aunts and uncles (and I am ok with that).
Basically, what I am getting at is I often find myself looking at my mom during conversations where she thinks I should have kept track of every single person that has ever crossed my path or that of my family's and in reality I have a dumbfounded "Whatchyoutalkin'aboutWillis?" look on my face.
Oh, Just Shut Up and Lie Down Somewhere
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